The Witch's Closet
I posted this on my local community and thought I'd share...
Ohh deary me!! The Silver Lady is beating me with a broom out of
the Witch's closet! Yes indeed folks. A big step for me. Let's get
this straight. After being solitary for so long and not knowing
about any others in my area. I have become somewhat of a paranoid
hermit crab, which isn't so ridiculous in my area, due to the excess
of southern bible belt culture. Maybe it's the courage of Cuchulain
taking effect. After all when I blew the candles out on my birthday,
I wished for...wait a minute... I'm not gonna tell ya that! You're
so crazy!
Anyways, it hasn't been a concious choice that I have made. It
just sorta' happens ya know. It started with little subtleties, such
as wearing the pentacle a little more openly. Then there comes
random comments about the moon phases, and the Summer Solstice, and
so on and so forth. Then yesterday I, calmly held my ground with my
foreman about the harm of animals. Ugly details that need not be
mentioned...And then last but not least. I went to the source of the
work matrix today. My boss. "I am a Pagan-Wiccan-Witch", I said,
after a long discussion arriving to that point. I told him I would
elaborate more later on the surface details, such as the "What we
are not" synopsis on our website. There are far more details than I
can reasonably tell here about our conversation, but to cut to the
chase, he was very pleased. He wants to help me present this to
our "sardine can" department. In other words there are ten of us
that work closely day in and day out. This may seem silly to you,
but you have no idea of what a step this for me after working with
this group for two years. My friends...I have had 3000lbs lifted off
of me today...
Blessed Be, Dusty
Ohh deary me!! The Silver Lady is beating me with a broom out of
the Witch's closet! Yes indeed folks. A big step for me. Let's get
this straight. After being solitary for so long and not knowing
about any others in my area. I have become somewhat of a paranoid
hermit crab, which isn't so ridiculous in my area, due to the excess
of southern bible belt culture. Maybe it's the courage of Cuchulain
taking effect. After all when I blew the candles out on my birthday,
I wished for...wait a minute... I'm not gonna tell ya that! You're
so crazy!
Anyways, it hasn't been a concious choice that I have made. It
just sorta' happens ya know. It started with little subtleties, such
as wearing the pentacle a little more openly. Then there comes
random comments about the moon phases, and the Summer Solstice, and
so on and so forth. Then yesterday I, calmly held my ground with my
foreman about the harm of animals. Ugly details that need not be
mentioned...And then last but not least. I went to the source of the
work matrix today. My boss. "I am a Pagan-Wiccan-Witch", I said,
after a long discussion arriving to that point. I told him I would
elaborate more later on the surface details, such as the "What we
are not" synopsis on our website. There are far more details than I
can reasonably tell here about our conversation, but to cut to the
chase, he was very pleased. He wants to help me present this to
our "sardine can" department. In other words there are ten of us
that work closely day in and day out. This may seem silly to you,
but you have no idea of what a step this for me after working with
this group for two years. My friends...I have had 3000lbs lifted off
of me today...
Blessed Be, Dusty